I grew up in Syracuse with a dad that was crazy I spent my life feeling misery anger hatred towards him when I grow up one morning in my 20s I found a girl we were engaged she broke my heart and stepped on everything I meant that is the years went by I'm at another one she was crazy they called her the crazy girl from 828 Southwest Street one night we went out partying it was a fun night we went to every single event that there ever was in this world then she accused me of taking her wallet and her little kitten too that's not all I got to keep his dumb flooding her apartment and breaking her a pluming she called the cops one night said I was feeling from her when I was clearly passed out drunk on her kitchen floor